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Moment of Awesome - Susan Storm/The Invisible Woman: What started as a standard Danger Room scenario takes an unexpected turn as nanites take over. Sue slowly turned, her bright blue eyes flicking around the room, staring uncertainly at the walls. "See, this is why I didn't become an astronaut or try to go to space. It'll be fun they said, it'll be an adventure. It's a floating deathtrap," Eyes closed, a deep breath, "Ok...we're not dead yet so...how do these movies go? We have to find the control panel?" Artie nodded. "Control makes sense. Hold on; I'm going to send up a flare and see what attention I can get." Everyone probably already knew they were stuck here but he couldn't discount the fact that the control room was offline or that the observers had been taken out. He closed his eyes and concentrated, sending projections to most of the main rooms in the mansion, holding them for about thirty seconds before the strain of so many non line of sight projections hit and he stopped as pain stabbed into his temple. Ow. Artie tapped Sue on the shoulder and pointed left, setting off at a jog. The blonde sighed, eyes still shifting from the left to the right, not quite sure that they weren't going to be attacked by a horde of killer zombies or some alien creature when they turned the corner. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy horror movies, but more that she enjoyed when they happened to other people, that is to say not to her and her friends, life at the mansion could be horrifying enough sometimes. Artie ducked under some sparking wires and shook his head. "Fuck, this is creepy." Stars wheeled by outside. And on the other side of that, was, presumably the walls. They'd been walking around for a few minutes, waiting for the other shoe to drop and Artie was sick of it. The scenario might have "find the bridge" or maybe "rot here until you die." Fuck if he knew which. Time to break it. "Sue. Can you get this door open?" It was locked, which either meant the scenario wanted them to use it or it didn't, but it was a random door, identical to the last 7 they'd passed. The skin between his shoulders crawled, with the kill shoot vibe of a long hall and no cover. A head tilted to the side, blue eyes observing it thoughtfully as the young woman reached out, running a hand over the door before reaching for the control panel. It was meant to be securely fastened to the wall but...well where there was the slightest gap in the sealing a forcefield could slip in, leveraging it open to spill its guts out. It wasn't like she had her tools, but then Sue had never really needed them before, it was but the work of a moment to start to twist the wires around,. If her father could see her now, hundreds of thousands of dollars, spent to make sure that she could hotwire a door and survive a killer scnerio. He'd be so proud. "There, done." Hands rubbed against one another as she stepped back from the wall with a proud smile, dusting off her hands as she nodded at the door that slowly started to slide open.